Monthly Archives: July 2014

(inscription from the 1898 book discussed below, with the signature pawprint of the author) If you’re at all like me, you likely find it hard to identify with the primitive violence daily ongoing in other parts of the world, never … Continue reading →

(rare, signed limited edition page of my World of Tennessee Williams, an illustrated biography) “I have a life in my body, this dead tree, my body, has burst in flower! You’ve given me life. You can go!”–Lady to Val The Fugitive … Continue reading →

(for anyone who is or was a teacher, and for anyone who knows one) Today as we reach toward the apex of summer, there are many nervous mornings out there. The last week of July. Gulp! And when the calendar … Continue reading →

was the way of words, poetry, romance, dream, and imagination. He occasionally dropped down from the clouds to visit, commune, and observe. His ways were reflective and conscious, more to do with possibilities than simple fact. He was more nightingale, skylark, … Continue reading →

From numerous ecological and astronomical information and warnings, I have long been convinced that we/human beings/the planet have long survived by sheer luck and the skin of our teeth. Absurdly, two years ago, according to NASA (why did this take … Continue reading →

Visiting my 2 1/2 year-old grandson last evening to play with him and put him to bed, and seeing the latest changes. The past two weeks he has become very talkative once in his crib, sometimes taking a couple of … Continue reading →

“I know thee not, old man.”–Henry V to Falstaff (signalling his major character change with changing social role, and betrayal of close friendship) A merry tale, adapted from Shakespeare’s Henry plays by director/lead actor Orson Welles, gradually turns serious and ends … Continue reading →

“With sixty staring me in the face, I have developed inflammation of the sentence structure and a definite hardening of the paragraphs.” -James Thurber (1st quoted here June 25, 2013)

He used love like most men use money. No, they don’t make ’em like they used to–there’s nothing quite like a good Tennessee Williams’ play or his Sweet Bird of Youth. Naturally, the original play is strange in plot , conflicts, … Continue reading →

One of Woody’s best from 1993–a very funny, entertaining crime story. Also one of his and Keaton’s best films–they are/were the funniest male-female comedy team of all time with Love and Death, Sleeper, Annie Hall, Play It Again Sam, and … Continue reading →